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Hear ye, hear ye: Listen to my timeless presentation
If you'd like to conquer anger, irritation, or vexation.
My name is Emerson, Ralph Waldo if you please,
I founded Transcedentalism, creating a fresh breeze
Which elevates and fortifies an individual's will and spirit,
To withstand provocations intended expressly to smear it.
The vehicle is simple, a child's plaything:
A spinning top designed to give us a wing,
To raise us above petty squabbles and strife,
Bringing peace to the world, enriching life.
The top has four sides, each with a letter,
Symbolic of strategies to help us to better
Withstand darts and arrow aimed by others at us
As we keep our own counsel: Discuss---never cuss.
Spin the top as fast as you can,
Wait eagerly to see where it lands;
If 'B' is face up, it means 'Breath:'
So 'Take a Deep Breath;'
Exhale -- Anger's died an angelic death!
Spin you magic top again:
If it lands on 'S,'
Smile your widest smile,
Grin your jolliest grin:
Now there's no way at all for irritation to seep in!
Once more twist your top;
Watch it land on 'C.'
'Count to 100,' then wait and see:
From vexation you'll flee;
You'll feel only glee!
The last side the top can land on is 'L.'
'L' stands for 'Loss' -- Compare it with 'Gain:'
You Anger will only land you in Trouble again,
Whereas Peace and Tranquility win the day,
Providing adults much-needed opportunity for play.
Now I know our tops are not cheap,
They're priced pretty high;
But what matters money
When you soar to the sky?
February 28, 2018
Image of Diablo giphy by Blizzard Entertainment.
Dante's Inferno
An overcast sky blotches a caring Sun's sympathetic warmness, diffusing confidences of a blissful morn,
Consolidates a desolate soul, filled only in despair of inflated apprehensive pupils,
Notwithstanding, it is sensed with comprehensive estrangement, dwarfs enthusiastic esteem,
Downcast eyes overshadow the mood as trepidation overwhelm their fleeting days of an annular golden ring,
Forsaken wretched souls wrought into mounds of snowdrifts that only salt can melt their obvious affliction,
Inescapable captives within their daily cell of contemplation of fading yesteryears,
Initiating challenging footsteps digresses for the abandoned in the anticipatory abyss,
Fabled truths circumvent the scenery provocations of unwanted expectedness,
Traverse consumption on stomach binges, compiled with the void that stems from within, convulses during this time,
The wayward life of a destitute heart pulsates the same as a blizzard in June,
They fester in the realm of an endless December, a masterpiece frozenly framed depicting the hellish interpretation that is to be Dante's Inferno.
2019 December 26
*5th Place*
Your best December poem
~~John Hamilton: Judged 2019 December 26
Elevations and Invocations
Elevated thought forms from a stringent disposition
Relegated to warn the innocent of the incoming derision
Segregated from the form as insight pierces my vision
Consecrated by a storm of violent premonitions
Invocations of melancholy streaming down from a moonlit sky
Provocations of pure folly as they don’t stop to even ask why
Intonations of the sorry that are nuanced when they cry
Imitations of worry line the face of a woman about to die
Alleviations of suffering allowing temporary relief
Commiserations of an offering that is consumed by grief
Configurations of stuttering as the image defies all rational belief
Constellations of wondering stars that shine like a wayward thief
Pure intention invoked by honesty and virtue that eviscerates the unkind
Demure retention provoked by beauty and the grace of the refined
Mature reflections bespoke the complexity of her convoluted mind
Statures of inventions that are beguiling to the nature of mankind
Amalgamating process, form, design and structural cohesion
Promulgating progress and reform only to find that it defies logic and reason
Infiltrating undulating societal norms that could justify as treason
Pontificating from a pulpit to warn and subjugate the season
Uplifting the notion of benevolence toward the highest of regard
Shape-shifting upon the ocean as the sunset divides into light shards
Grifting on the concept of devotion that is sung by sincere bard
Shifting the underlying commotion to grace when it all becomes too hard
The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz 2025
August 5 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 42-45
Key Verse – Isaiah 42:6 I the LORD have called thee in righteousness, and will hold thine hand, and will keep thee, and give thee for a covenant of the people, for a light of the Gentiles.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR CALLING US IN RIGHTEOUSNESS
Praise be to God for calling us in righteousness as His:
Converted saved by His grace
Consecrated servants for His glory
Cleansed stewards midst His goodness
Counseled students along His guidance
Courageous soldiers through His governance
Isaiah 43:12 Praise be to Lord for making us His witnesses
as we submit to Him, He keeps on:
Purging us with His pardon against provocations
Preparing us, prodding our prayerfulness
Proving to us His powerful performance
Promising us His presence and peace
Pressing us for perseverance-prize
Isaiah 44:6 Praise be to the Saviour
for He is our Redeemer Who:
Wondrously formed us from the womb
Wisely fortifies us from worldliness
Welcomes us freely into His work
Wakes us up, fired by His Word
Warmly fuels us inside His will
Isaiah 45:24 Praise be to the Creator
the Source of our strength Who is:
Mighty to save and sanctify sinners
Magnificent to shine and show His standards
Miraculous to shape and straighten our spirituality
Marvelous to settle steadfast success by His Scriptures
Magnanimous to shower and supply for our sustenance. Amen!
August 5, 2024
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A sinking feeling
In the City of Djinns
...Pollution is down by 20 % this year
One reason given is economic slowdown
Happy souls- worlds second most populous
A free liberal atmosphere diversity of cultures
Ancient history worlds largest democracy bit by
Growth demon
Expectations
Governance
Infiltrations
Migrations
Right wing
exceptions
Promissory
New polity
Brought in
A New Law
is suspected
anti minority
discriminatory
protest provocations taking turns
clash of ideologies
Capital Burns
OH! Delhi
In a
Tail-
Spin
In the war of Left-Right. Forgotten is Head -Spine
Flying beauties. in Balance & poise
Ever squabbling. Political animals
Still your mind. and take note
Bird flies on 3 wings
Minus rudder
is
cause for
tailspin
_/\_
Elusive Ephemeral Ethereal Expansive: Timelessness
Analogous to mobius strip -
measured passage of existence
only took precedence
with *****sapiens ascendent
busting forth upon
the figurative pedestal
presiding over domain,
sans Earthly covenant
a bajillion ago,
where fits and starts
pitted proto humans
at no immediate advantage,
yet merely, thru
dint of accidental
happenstance ever so
imperceptibly amassed dominion
over every other species
as became evident
throughout the vast sweep of
anthropological
evolutionary incidental
plucky perturbations, provocations,
and/or pullulations arisen by
spontaneous circumstantial grant
ting quasi consciously
coalescing into brutish
deliberated focused intent,
where forethought
coopted indiscriminate
chance facilitating kent -
manifested rubber
baby buggy bumpers
activated, aggrandized, and
allotted destiny meant
to lurch incrementally
i.e. hierarchical designation
present day primate
predecessors practiced negligible
notched nimbleness orchestrated
(equal parts gall and genetic
giftedness), whatsapp operant
adaptation toward
survival rippled quiescent
lee minutely nudging overt salient
traits ineluctably
manifesting, outflanking,
and proffering
quintessential urgent
biological scrim quietly testing,
and wrestling, whence yen
(to secure rootedness)
zeroing what didst warrant
winning formula
to adapt adroit edge
pitted by dictates of nature
grappling iron
grip, viz literal hedge
fund and kickstarting toehold
upon tenuous ledge
(oft times succumbing to danger)
falling into abyss
of anonymity pledge
jing acquired innovative tool
such as a primitive sledge
hammer instinctively
resigning animal instinct
death be not proud not
before inculcating
survivalist tactical wedge.
It's not about me,i know
You're just being polite.
It's not about you,
As i've been told,
You've never been right
In my doll house.
It's not about myself
My superior intelligence
Not your articulate speech
Nor your erect carriage
It's about our distinct sort of kind
We are both human beings.
Composed in related times
We may resemble each other
If not for ourselves
And each other's appearance
Committing crimes
In my doll house
It's about timing
Indefinite and continuous
I reckon the passage of it
Waiting for the right occasion
That hairbreadth's escape,
Your welcoming provocations.
Mine's an uncommon
Now and again
To brake is to slow
Past my homey little inn
Not to go door to door
Past my doll house.
It`s a pleasant feeling
Lying opposite to your view
Unblocked and honed in
In a house of our own
An asylum for offenders
With human frailties.
It's not about you i know
I'm just being polite
It's not about me
As i've been told
I've never been right
In my doll house.
Gurus religion and spiritual leaders encourage us to kindly
Reflect on meaning and soul for the sake of compassion
Existence before essence takes another stance on ethical life
As Sartre lies in his grave his message stands firm just the same
To heal confusion and balance dysfunction with a humble mind
Eternal infinite and impermanent uncertainties challenge
Serenity and the pedestal may threaten to be a garrotte
Calling for honesty and moderation in the face of defeat
Anton once stood at a crossroad with a noose round his neck
Pondered persecution death and the illusion of prison
Emblazoned by provocations of doubt he had a great escape
14th January 2020
Our Revolution sought limitations
On imposition of regulations,
But supplications met deprecation
And castigations not reformation.
Such condescension sparked protestation
And contemplation of separation;
This supposition stirred apprehension -
A premonition of confrontation.
But, declamations and remonstrations
Spurred agitation toward Declaration,
While provocations and deprivations
Steeled resolution for liberation.
War's prosecution, through execution,
Forged dedication for recognition;
Its culmination brought dissolution
And vindication for aspirations.
While extrication brought satisfaction
States' acclamations lacked definition.
This Federation showed imperfections;
Low validation forced redirection.
Deft composition penned Constitution;
Strong propositions scored affirmation.
Hence, generations find inspiration
And preservation their obligation.
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Tell all the people yet to come
Democracy is what we chose;
Their mission's goal: protect it from
All foreign and domestic foes.
Protective Lyricism for the Ages Part One
In awe of Bob Dylan’s poetic creations
The war of the villains eccentric provocations
The score of penicillin for preventative medications
The law of premonitions filled with the Holiest vibrations
Refusal to compromise when faced with an ethical question
The commercially incentivised disgrace of advertisements ill-intentions
The indisputable power of a loving embrace when the refurbishments aren’t up to the standards of new inventions
The irrefutable cower of a man without grace when the admonishments he faced are beyond redemption
A placement of perfection by William Wordsworth in his sleep
The boy who cried wolf when he lied about the safety of his sheep
The friend who transcends proof, one so pure you just have to treasure and keep
A challenge from a sleuth so obscure that you’re forced to take an original leap
A visionary that’s borderline scary as the invocations constantly vary
Some people are wary of what they do not understand
Some view complexity as quite contrary as it flows from the palm of my hand
I’m an honorary poetic canary singing what might be viewed as illuminary perspectives on which I will take a stand
But humility prevents me from accepting this undeserved title
As the human races need for pure oxygen becomes vital
You won’t see me at a self-promoting poetry recital
As I hide behind my anonymity I’ve died a thousand times and need a personal revival
A sigh of profound exhalation and meaning
From a soul that resounds in contemplation and dreaming
The story’s told by the rounds of improvisation expressed through sunlight beaming
While I’m growing old and stifling the sounds of my terror, fears and screamings
To be continued next post…